on Monday night I discovered that the handicap bathroom in the Library has a wall of post-its, full of secrets. i was so in awe I think I was in the bathroom for 20 minutes. it was everything post secret should be. girls had written everthing i can think of. good things bad things, things that made me laugh, things that made me cringe, things i ( Read more... )

I have been anticipating this election since 2004 when Barack Obama made a speech in Chicago after winning the Senate seat. Michelle did this crazy introduction and brought him on stage and I was completely convinced this guy was going to do some good things. If you don't remember me jabbering on about Obama senior year of high school then you ( Read more... )

What's so upsetting is that even something simple i don't have a chance with. I have the worst track record and most terrible luck with guys. It's so pathetic. And I'm not even asking for anything big. Kind of just something temporary and nice.

I have this great, big empty feeling in my stomach. its the kind of feeling you get when you're nervous about something or excited. a mixture of both I guess ( Read more... )

and this is all over and finished. it's good and bad ( Read more... )

Good or bad, this made me smarter ( Read more... )

what's funny to me is that people rarely ever know the difference between what they need and what they think they need ( Read more... )

I feel more betrayed with the whole Cella incident then I ever have in my life. For the six months we lived together, I really felt so lucky to get along so well with my roommate. Maybe it was the fact that we liked each other so much from right off the bat that made things much harder now, but whatever the reason I am so hurt by this I physically ( Read more... )

sometimes i think people change and you have no idea how or why it happened. you still like them a whole lot now, but you wonder what happened to make them feel like they needed to improve things. don't get me wrong change is good. yea for change. but don't forget the things or people that were a part of the old you too.

I didn't particularly want a valentine this year, but I would like to say that I had somebody who loved me. You'd think after years of the dumb flower exchange in high school I might be over the whole thing, but I'm not. At least my parents didn't forget me. I'll always have Rick and Donna ( Read more... )